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Jul 2017
I turned to mourn you.
Through harm I was reborn to sworn you.
You shaped me in way to be alarmed and brave.
I fought to love you past storm and rain.
Disciplined to salute you until your dying day.
Controlled my pride to stand its ground and never be afraid.
Speechless for some time now.
But with your creation I found words to say.

Beautify you're precious.
Strength you're bold.
Personality is salty and sweet.
But you're looks are diamonds and gold.
You're voice echoes.
Yourself is delicate like a rose.
Be true to yourself like never before.
Find Christ in life through those open doors.
Because life will try to resist and destroy.
It's dangerous to know nothing.
Knowledge will help you evolve.

Build unity.
Be unique.

If I'm not here through your trimesters.

Don't procrastinate with your life.

Aways find peace.

My child, I'll see you around the way.
Jerome Brown
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Jerome Brown  29/M/Idaho
(29/M/Idaho)   
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